Title:- Slave

Pairing:- Izuo

Rating:-M

Warning:- Language, violence, yaoi etc etc

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Summary:- Shizuo has no control over his life.

Requested by:- The Gray Herondale

Shizuo was the most noticeable walking around the palace. The other slaves were given flimsy white tunics to wear, whilst he was stuck with a piece of cloth around his waist that barely covered anything. It wouldn't be so bad if a certain prince didn't keep eyeing him.

Prince Izaya. The man he had been sold to at auction. He and Kasuka had been working at a farm beforehand with him doing the most work using a rare gift of strength to cover both of them. Unfortunately his younger brother had been weeded out as the weakling he was and sold for auction.

All Shizuo had known was that his little brother had been snapped up by one of the nobles. As a slave neither of them had a choice or a say in what they did. That didn't stop him losing his temper. His punishment? One hundred lashes across his back and sold to auction.

It was beyond his expectations that someone would rise to the animalistic temperament he showed in hopes of scaring any would be masters away. His tactics had worked- until Izaya. Izaya was his current master that liked being disobeyed to a certain extent. The man demanded obedience yet craved a challenge. According to the other slaves the prince would pick one as a favourite before becoming bored and moving onto another.

Shizuo was new. Less than a week he had been in the exquisite home of the prince watching Izaya and his guests flourish in their wealth. It was sickening. Shizuo hated them. The thing was his master was different. Not kind-just different. He treated them equally except for the current favourite.

"Our Lord wants wine." One of the guests called draped in finery. "This is a pretty nice slave." One of the girls was groped. Shizuo clenched his fists. He had been warned not to use his strength. Acting out would get him punished.

"Mine to play with." He heard the prince laugh. "You have your own."

"The mistress had them beaten."

"For your mistakes." Another laughed. "Too bad, you could do with an heir." Shizuo turned away walking slowly back in line with the other slaves. Moments later the girl that had been caught came back unharmed thanks to the benevolence of their master.

x-x-x

Shizuo was charged with getting the baths ready since he was the strongest. Tipping out the large jug with ease he nodded in satisfaction. Not that the prince would be happy. The raven was never happy.

Setting down the jug Shizuo turned to leave seeing as his job was done for now. "Wait. Shizuo-wasn't it?" Shizuo froze hearing his name for the prince's mouth. "My bed chambers tonight." He couldn't do anything but nod and wait to be dismissed. It looked like Izaya had decided on a new toy.

It gave him a handful of hours to mentally prepare himself for the torture his master would inflict upon him. "Yes master." Shizuo responded mechanically. After all the wounds on his back had only just healed. He wasn't mentally ready to receive any more.

"I changed my mind. Come here." The prince stepped into the bath sliding himself under the water. Clenching his fists Shizuo turned around slowly walking back towards the bath.

Izaya gestured for him to come closer. Down the steps into the hot water Shizuo waded forward walking through water. "Good boy." Izaya praised him like one of his pets. "Do you know what I want?"

Shizuo shook his head. "No master. More hot water?"

"Wrong. Entertain me." The prince purred. Sit on the side. Shizuo nodded doing as he was told. A slim hand locked around his bicep. "Your wounds from your previous master- I don't like them. They're barbaric. Turn around."

Doing as he was told Shizuo shuddered feeling the tips of Izaya's fingers on his back. "Disgusting." The raven breathed behind him. "Do they hurt?"

"Not so much now." But they were a reminder of what he had failed to do. Kasuka had been taken from him.

"Is that so?" The prince murmured quietly behind him. "Then let's see what we can do about that." Shizuo gasped a gentle touch becoming rough. Izaya's nails dug into the healing wound tearing away the scab. "You're mine now. I have to rewrite these."

Shizuo groaned a wet trickle down his back. His open wounds were throbbing. Izaya's nails scratched down irritating the wounds. "Stop...please." He groaned remembering the pain the first time he had disobeyed a master. He didn't want to go through it again.

"See. You've associated your wounds with pain and fear. Let's have you thinking of something else."

Shizuo grit his teeth feeling the pain worsen. All of his wounds had been dug open, his blood running freely. His head hung forward knowing he was being punished and he was going to be punished for making the bath water dirty.

Then he felt something else. Something wet and squishy pressed against the highest wound. Shizuo shivered as whatever it was moved along his wound. "Master?"

"How does it feel?" The raven asked talking against his back.

"Strange." Shizuo responded with a shiver.

"Good. Remember it. If you please me, you'll get more." Shizuo hissed as he was pushed forward. "My chambers tonight. Don't be late."

x-x-x

One of the other slaves grabbed his arm pulling him into the kitchens. "You can't walk around like that. The nobles will beat you."

"Leave him be." Another said pulling the first away. "He's master's toy."

"Oh!" The raven gasped nodding. "Hang on." Shizuo stood where he was. The less he moved the better it felt. "Here you go. Olive oil."

Shizuo blinked. "Is that for my wounds?" The first slave flushed averting his gaze as he tried to stutter an answer. The second simply patted him on the shoulder and lead the first away. Shizuo was left holding a jug of olive oil and no clue what it was for.

x-x-x

Night came but he was sore and unable to move. His back felt itchy- maddeningly so. His own nails were clogged with dry blood where he had scratched himself raw. A slave didn't have a break. Especially not someone like him. Shizuo found himself picked from the floor lifted over a bulky man's shoulders. His eyes could barely stay open, his limbs dead weight.

"My lord." Whoever was carrying him spoke respectively. Shizuo dragged his eyes open fighting through the haze and the stinging pain sparking across his back.

"On the bed." Another voice filled his ears in its familiarity. "What happened to the doctor I requested?" Was that anger? Shizuo closed his eyes knowing he would be punished. "I told him to treat the wounds."

"...he's taking care of one of the servants."

"Of course he is. If they want to be together so much lock them up in the cage for the next two- no three days." Shizuo felt like he was floating his body placed on something warm and soft. "After that have him do thorough check-ups on everyone in the palace."

x-x-x

"...Kasuka?" Shizuo asked quietly raising his head. His shoulders recoiled dropping out beneath him. His cheek rested against something soft. Blankets?

"Who's that? Your previous master?" Shizuo squinted seeing that he wasn't alone. He was staring at a bare chest. Flat and toned- a gladiator? Raising his eyes he found himself staring back at the red eyed raven staring at him.

"...what happened?" Shizuo tried to move feeling something on his back. It felt sticky, slimy and gross.

"I asked you a question. Who's Kasuka?"

"...Kasuka?" Shizuo asked smiling as he murmured the name. "You know him?"

"He's not your previous master." Shizuo continued smiling. Kasuka. Was his brother safe? Did he have a kind master? Perhaps one that gave him a chance. Kasuka was a smart one. He wouldn't be given menial work to do or hard labour. "Hey! I'm talk-"

x-x-x

Shizuo held his arms above his head finding something to lean on. He didn't understand why his face was buried in the blankets or why he was on his knees completely naked. There was a poultice or some other crap smeared across his back but that wasn't the issue.

"Ngh!" Shizuo groaned flushed in embarrassment. Through his legs he could see his genitals being touched. There was a hand on his dick and he knew it wasn't there to help him pee.

"Finally awake? Any longer and Shinra said you'd be bound for the land of the dead. That would be a shame, wouldn't it?" The prince told him. Shizuo stared into the small dish held in the prince's hand. Olive oil? "Especially when I've barely got to play with you."

Shizuo's eyes widened watching two fingers swirl in the dish. Whatever it was dribbled down his ass. "Hah?" He groaned biting into the blanket. Izaya's finger was inside him. Inside his ass. Disregarding the pain Shizuo turned slapping the prince's hand away. "Sorry! That's filthy, master."

The raven blinked at him seeing him curled up on the bed. Shizuo was no stranger at being laughed at. His whole life has consisted of humiliation. "Would you prefer I take you in the baths?" Izaya smirked setting the dish down.

"...take me where?" The slave asked slowly bowing his head. Horrified he realised just whose chambers and whose bed he was in.

"Take you where?" Izaya echoed. "How many masters have you had?"

"You're the third." Shizuo shuddered at the memory.

"What did they have you do?"

"Man-ugh!" Shizuo gasped in pain.

"Lay down protozoan. Your wounds have opened again." Shizuo did as he was told his face felt hot.

"Manual labour. I was taken when I was seven. My first master found about my strength. I had the strength of one hundred men and didn't eat much but I caused more damage than helping. My second master took me as compensation for breaking his arm. Then there's you."

"Neither one tried to touch you?"

"You mean whippings? My second master enjoyed that. The first left me alone to work. I'm getting blood over your blankets." Shizuo murmured unsure whether to move or stay where he was.

Izaya waved him away. "Stay there. Which one was Kasuka?"

"Kasuka? Neither. That's my younger brother. I don't know where he is right now."

"That's all for now. Get some sleep. You're worthless to me sick." Shizuo was already unconscious.

x-x-x

"Welcome back to the land of the living." Shizuo groaned slowly sitting up. His back felt a lot better. The light headed fever was gone too. "Nii-san?"

"Kasuka? This isn't a dream?"

"No, no dream. My master let me out. The next thing I know I'm here and this man tells me he's a prince and my new master. I have to go now. I need to report that you're awake."

Shizuo shook his head throwing his arms around his younger brother. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

"I'm fine, Nii-san. I think we have a good master this time." Kasuka told him. Shizuo nodded. His brother was back with him thanks to Izaya- so what did his odd master want this time? "Wait. You're not supposed to be moving yet."

"Kasuka. Our new master. Has he tried touching you in any way?"

"No. He said I looked boring. I'm going to be a scholar since I can't do much."

"No, it's because you can do what the lowest of us can't do. I'll go and see him. I know where he is." Shizuo pushed himself from the bed tugging lightly at the fabric on his shoulders. It felt strange to be clothed like the rest of the slaves.

x-x-x

"You got Kasuka back." Shizuo said stepping into the baths. Izaya was lounging back in the water alone.

"I was bored. Your brother isn't anything like you. Is he? I found myself getting bored rather quickly. You were right about him being smart."

"What's the price?" Shizuo asked clenching his fist. "You wouldn't have done this if you didn't want anything."

"Come here." Izaya commanded. "Your wounds have healed." Shizuo sighed walking around the outside of the bath. He noticed a dish of olive oil and a jug of wine on the side within the prince's reach.

"Yes, master?" His hand was caught the raven tugging him into the hot water. His clothes stuck to him like a second skin. Izaya wasn't done with him pulling him closer.

"Perhaps you should realise what kind of a slave you are. I only have one use for someone like you." Shizuo blinked feeling Izaya's hand touching between his legs. "You're not allowed to say no. You're not allowed to push me away. Anything I do to you or give you, you are to say thank you and ask for more. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes master." Shizuo nodded. "Is this one of those situations now?" He asked wondering why Izaya was squeezing his butt cheek.

"Yes. It is. You're learning." The prince smiled. Shizuo nodded. "Take the wine. You can drink some." Shizuo took the jug tipping it back to take a sip. "More than that." The raven told him.

"Yes master." Shizuo drank in large greedy gulps, a strange haze clouding his mind. His arms didn't want to listen to him. With a giggle he tried and failed to put the jug down. "S-sorry."

"It's no problem. I think you should lean against the edge." Shizuo nodded his arms resting outside the bath. He hiccuped feeling a hand on his leg. Smooth fingers lifted the cloth that was stuck to his behind. Shizuo jolted feeling Izaya touch him in the same place as before. "They say the first time is the worst. After this you'll be easier to break in." Izaya murmured reaching for the jug. "Have a bit more wine." Shizuo nodded taking another large gulp.

"...m-more, master." Shizuo garbled feeling hotter by the moment. Through blurry vision he could see Izaya smiling. Soft lips pressed against his own. Those lips would be all that he would remember when he woke up hours later with a pounding in his skull and a slim arm thrown across his waist.

End